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"Ding." The notification sound of WeChat suddenly came to mind, and Wen Jingcheng, who was resting with his eyes closed, was shocked.

The handsome guy Chaodi Wuji requests to add you as a friend.

?Who is this man?

Wen Jingcheng held the child in one hand and the phone in the other, just about to ignore this message.I saw a line of fine print below: I am Jiang Xu.

Wen Jingcheng looked at the WeChat id in front of him in surprise, feeling powerless to complain about Jiang Xu's name.

"Hello"

Wen Jingcheng looked at the two words sent by the other party, without even a single punctuation mark, which really resembled his style.

"Are you Brother Jiang Xu?" Seeing that Little Orange was about to wake up, Wen Jingcheng quickly patted him on the back gently.

Jiang Xu was lazily lying on the bed with his mobile phone, imagining what Wen Jingcheng looked like on the other side of the phone, and his heart felt so soft.

"Why, don't I look like that?"

Wen Jingcheng glanced at Jiang Xu's head, it was him, and he still had a coquettish look that he couldn't see outside.

It is estimated that he is the only one who would use such a profile picture. If others knew about such a photo, it should have been circulated crazily long ago.

"No, it's just... a bit unexpected, hahaha." Even Wen Jingcheng felt embarrassed when he typed these words, just as he was about to withdraw, he saw the message at the top of the chat dialog box: The other party is typing...

Wen Jingcheng resentfully withdrew his hand that was pressing on the screen. In fact, it's not very embarrassing, is it?

"What a cutie." Jiang Xu bit the lollipop he had just opened, and the sweet and greasy taste of strawberries filled his taste buds, making Jiang Xu frown slightly.

"What are you doing, little writer?"

Based on the principle that chatting can't kill the day, Jiang Xu launched an offensive against Wen Jingcheng with the idea of ​​knowing Wen Jingcheng's life.

"Little Orange just finished drinking milk and fell asleep. I am sleeping with him."

Jiang Xu himself feels very gentle, more like a big brother next door, unlike on the screen, he exudes the aura that strangers should not enter.

Wen Jingcheng even felt a little relaxed chatting with Jiang Xu, because it seems that he won't chat to death?

Jiang Xu wondered if Wen Jingcheng was wearing pajamas, lying on the bed, holding the child in one hand and holding the phone in the other.The neckline is open, revealing a small section of fragrant shoulders because of the posture problem.Jiang Xu felt like he was about to react just by thinking about it.

"Then I woke you up?"

It was rare for Jiang Xu to type punctuation marks, but Wen Jingcheng looked at the phone and didn't know how to answer.I was indeed woken up by the notification sound of Jiang Xu's message, but did I just say that?He still wanted to live a good life, and he didn't want to offend Jiang Dayingdi just like that.

"No, I'm swiping my phone right now."

"Don't play with your mobile phone in bed, it's bad for your eyes." Jiang Xu, who was lying on the bed at this time, typed out this educational sentence without changing his expression.

"..."

Wen Jingcheng silently got up from the bed and leaned against the bed. "oh."

"The main reason for adding you to WeChat is to ask specific questions about the script. If you have any questions in the future, you can directly contact me. This is my private WeChat account, not for work, so don't worry."

Jiang Xu's sudden voice made Wen Jingcheng almost drop his phone on Xiaojuzi's face.

Hearing Jiang Xu's low and slightly hoarse voice, Wen Jingcheng felt a little hot on the side where he was leaning on the phone.

Jiang Yingdi's voice is really nice.

Jiang Xu, who didn't know that his voice had been praised, had been waiting for Wen Jingcheng's reply, but he hadn't waited for Wen Jingcheng's next words.I didn't even see that the other party was typing, so I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Quietly clicked on Wen Jingcheng's profile picture, it was a photo of Little Orange smiling and drooling, Jiang Xu looked at the profile picture with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Wen Jingcheng's circle of friends has hardly posted anything, and some of the few records are photos of little oranges taken recently.

"Little orange, little orange." Jiang Xu gently poked the phone screen: "Heh, they really are a father and son."

"Ding."

Just when Jiang Xu put down his phone and was about to take a shower, the wechat notification on his phone made Jiang Xu lie back on the bed immediately.

"Okay, I will contact you if I have any questions, and you are the same. You can always come to me if you have any questions."

"He's really an overly honest child." Jiang Xu smiled lowly, then typed another paragraph and sent it to Wen Jingcheng.Then he threw the phone on the bed, took the clothes on the chair and walked into the bathroom.

"Little writer, physical problem, can you help me?"